Hi! Got another chance to write chapters! Ah...

I'm in the middle of finishing my projects, so I'll not hold you guys back for very long. Also, I'll reply any of the reviews in the next chapter. Sorry.

We walked down the marble steps, my hand on top of his. My dress swept the floor.

"Thanks," I whispered to Ankoku.

"No problem, milady," he said. "Now, may I have this dance?"

I felt a sudden rush of…

Joy? Anger? Stupidity? I don't know, but I just felt as if I would hate myself later if I didn't accept his request.

If only accepting a dance was easy.

"Um, one problem, Ankoku," I fidgeted. "I… I can't dance."

Ankoku smiled, and my heart skipped a beat. "I'll teach you as we go," he said and gently lifted our hands as we headed to the center of the ballroom.

"Put your hands around my neck," he whispered as I felt his hands snaking its way around my waist.

I did what he asked as all the blood climbed up to my cheeks.

"Now sway."

We did, and I felt like Cinderella. Dancing in a dress for the very first time. It was heaven, I tell you.

The noise in the room slowly faded away. I felt as if Ankoku and I were the only people in the room, swaying awkwardly. My tension slowly faded away and the embarrassment of being in public with Ankoku disappeared.

Well, that's got to be good, right?

Wrong! Because just when I thought I was going to faint with too much peacefulness, my mind suddenly filled in tantrum.

Why was Ankoku acting like such a gentleman? It wasn't possible for him to really like me, was it?

Oh [enter a cuss word of your choice]. If he did really like me then I was screwed.

And why was I feeling so happy? Where did all the anger and hate go to?

Why was I dancing with Ankoku? I never even danced with Usui, my own freaking boyfriend. And there I was dancing with some perverted ghost-controller I only knew for less than 2 days.

Why did I even agree to change into the dress? Was I really that desperate to feel like a normal girl?

Just when my skull was going to overload with questions directed to myself, I stopped swaying and walked towards a beverage counter, my head pounding. The voices of partying men and women reappeared. My throat had suddenly become as dry as bone, and it only made me feel worse when my heart started pounding in my ears.

"Hey, are you okay?" Ankoku's voice lured over me.

"Y-yeah. Just a headache. Don't mind me, go back partying." Desperate for anything to drink, I frantically grabbed a glass of who-knew-what and drank it just as Ankoku tried to stop it from ever reaching my lips.

And I almost choked myself to death.

I didn't know that they were serving alcoholic drinks. Since, you know, there were high school students invited and we were under age. But then, I guess it was my fault for not realizing that we – Ankoku and I – were the only high school students invited. And the event organizers probably had skipped our names when they were going through the guest lists.

Oops.

"Sheeshum, are you alright?" Ankoku asked as he gently patted my back, which only caused all the hair on my body to stand up. Somehow, my body became wary of his touch again.

I quickly pulled away from him, trying to increase the distance between us.

"Misaki?" He asked, reaching out for me.

The headache was getting worse and worse and now my vision became blurry. I felt my cheeks burn, only I wasn't blushing. All the voices that came back disappeared again. I felt dizzy and lightheaded, everything seemed like a dream.

"Stay… Away from… Me…" I muttered.

Was this how it feels to drink alcohol? If so, then why was I the only one in the whole room of alcohol-drinking-people who felt like fainting?

"Misaki!" I heard Ankoku shouted.

I felt my body falling to the cold marble floor; only I didn't feel the pain of falling. I couldn't feel any part of my body except for the pain in my head and the pounding of my heart.

It's funny how, just a second before I fell unconscious, I still could feel like the girl in the movie, where she faints in front of a prince in a fabulous dress.

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